Chapter Five
RYLAND
Three words. That’s all I get then radio silence. Not that I want her texting while driving. The problem is I have no idea how far away she went. Pretty damn far since I’ve been out here, pacing the sidewalk, for one hundred fifty-eight minutes and thirteen seconds.
Yes, I’m f*****g counting. And checking my phone for missed messages or calls every thirty seconds or so.
Others coming and going are giving me wide birth. Except for one moron who asked what’s wrong and I nearly chew his head off in response. There’s only one person I want to see or talk to. And when she gets home…she’s in for it. I’m going to spank her ass red then f**k her so hard and long she can’t think about getting out of bed for days. Maybe weeks.
I glance at my phone again then scan the parking
